High tide, mid afternoonPeople fly by, in the traffics boomKnowing, just where you're blowingGetting to where you should be going

Don't let them get you downMaking you feel guilty aboutGolden rain, will bring you richesAll the good things you deserve now

Climbing, forever tryingFind your way out of the wild, wild woodNow there's no justiceOnly yourself that you can trust inAnd I said high tide, mid afternoonPeople fly by, in the traffics boom

Knowing, just where you're blowingGetting to where you should be goingDay by day your world fades awayWaiting to feel all the dreams that say

Golden rain will bring you richesAll the good things you deserve nowAnd I say, climbing, forever tryingFind your way out of the wild, wild woodSaid you're gonna find your way out of the wild, wild woodWild wild wood